Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

Deal with it with bare hands.

Whee!

One more time, my fist was swinging.

Boom!

You raise your arms in a hurry. I didn't have much time to think about it. There is no pain at all, but the blocked arm is snapped back.

Another fist flew in. I blocked it with the same arm. I felt my shoulders not moving well.

? Exactly, the woodpecker slammed his teeth hard. I felt a sense of pressure as I hit it hard with my large jaw.

Objectively, he was a gatekeeper at the Ghost Ossuary.

I can't even imagine how intimidating it must be for him.

What the hell is wrong with you? ’

Is it really possible to suppress abilities?

But a translucent blue window. The status window delivering the message has never been a lie.

And my body, as the status window explains.

His abilities are falling apart.

Boom!

Out of the way!

While I was thinking, I hit the skull again.

Tak!

[WARNING! HP Below 75%!]

I hit my back on the rock again. I felt like I was slowing down.

His attack power is terrible.

But so is my current strength.

25% discount already. If you keep getting hit, your head will crack soon enough.

I don't want to fit in like this. The Pokémon is no match for talking anyway.

‘I read the pattern. ’

He throws his firm right hand behind his back.

I stepped forward. Without any preparatory movements, he reaches straight for his large nostril bone with a left fist.

Exactly!

There was a small noise. He became blunt enough to punch.

Me and his arm were about the same length.

A situation where you can't throw a fist with a lot of pull back. He tried to shove my fist in my face.

Tuck!

But behind me was a rock wall.

I pushed the rock wall hard against my back, pulled my left hand and smashed my right fist hard into his eyehole bone.

Out of the way!

There was a cheerful sound. He fell.

This is the first attack I've ever done with my fist.

It was closer to the expression ‘right’ when I had never tried it before.

I ripped out the limbs of the man who attacked me and threw him to the ground.

But neither did I.

Both arms are crumpled. The knuckle bone joint cracked. The neck creaks and shakes.

There are several places out of the ribs.

I really fought.

I fought like a gatekeeper skeleton when I was always attacked by adventurers.

If you're miserable, you're miserable.

However, I felt a strange sense of catching all over my body.

I thought about my last life.

Only the meticulously calculated route, the one that Slime cared about, has been stepped on.

The Pokémon fights only enough to defeat the opposing Pokémon while they are well prepared.

Then, after fighting like this, the whole bone seemed to be shaken.

But...

Not long after.

Daglac! Dook, dook, dook!

The bones of the man I had separated began to merge.

What's going on? ’

But he never came at me again. I stumbled into the darkness and disappeared.

And...

I felt something strange, too. I look at my hands and see that all the broken bones are already attached.

It was a moment of curiosity.

Dallac!

Three skulls were coming for me at the same time.

‘I'm tired.’

You approach, stammering with a sword in one hand and an old wooden shield in the other.

A situation that would be unfortunate to see if it was normal. It was natural not to be my opponent.

However, in this situation, once abducted in an unknown settlement, those who slowly walked felt threatened by three Trolls.

I barely defeated the three of them, leaving all the bones in my body exhausted.

Bang!

The next one comes rolling up.

It's big, and it's twice my size. He's got a big mouth.

Your jawbone will be four times as big. It is much more developed.

Different species.

‘Orc Skeleton? ’

Orcs are honorable warriors.

It's not enough to know. They only know about battle and honor. I never fled from the invasion of the humans.

I was ashamed to hide. I fought to the end in the wilderness. They never gave up their land.

Moreover, wherever there was a fight, he came forward. To test his strength, "he said.

Yes ^ 1.

It is natural that Orcs were endangered in the human world.

Once upon a time, it was said that there were so many that they could be counted as one hand.

However, I was so diminished that I could barely see the Orcs until the Demon Lord came. They were captured by humans for food, experimentation, abuse or combat slavery.

In any case, it is far superior to humans in its pure body size.

He wields a giant fist.

Out of the way!

A fist made of bone strikes my skull.

Bam!

My body rises up. One more time, my fist was swinging.

Degur!

I hurriedly rolled toward him.

I didn't have much time to think about it.

I grabbed his ankle with both hands. I tried to separate the bones. But I wasn't strong enough.

Hot Stones!

An Orc grabbed my arm bone.

Kwaek!

You break it with your bare hands. Your upper arm snaps out of its screech.

He grabbed my broken arm bone and swung it around.

My arm bone in his hand slapped the floor. The sound of bone striking the ground echoes. I rolled over and dodged it.

Daglac!

The cold stone floor echoes with the sound of bone rolling.

I thought against one Orc skeleton, overwhelming thirteen.

Is this really who I am? Everything that happened with Rubia and Lena, it was all a fantasy.

This is my reality now.

Maybe I was dreaming for a while.

Puck!

His left arm hit my right arm.

It was all my arm. I rolled the floor to the side a few times.

The Orc throws its‘ left arm ’to the ground as if it were going to end with my own hands.

‘We have to catch that. ’

I desperately rolled the floor.

I got my left arm.

[Activates Slash Lv.5.]

[Weapon lacks proper quality.

Reduces efficiency by 70%]

I had to watch the battle with this.

Boom!

I saw what happened to his skull. It was big enough to raise my hand. I stuck an arm bone in there.

Strongly twisted.

Locusts!

The skull collapses as the bone cracks.

Fluffy.

You squat back, forcing your dislocated left arm into your body. Your left arm is half broken.

‘This, too. Will it recover? ’

It was when I was thinking that.

Ball Bowl.!

A corner of the floor began to move slowly.

Kung-fu!

I stopped moving.

And there the light began to spread.

Light creates letters in the air.

Choose your own

‘This.? ’

It was not a translucent blue window that guided the warrior points and informed the level and stats.

Is it magic?

Write letters in light.

This effect is very strange.

I rarely see wizards on my own level.

However, those that subtly shine beneath the letters are quite familiar.

The ones I was swinging. Or what was broken there.

Weapons made of cold metal.

A new protruding floor, below the shiny text. I scoured the weapons there slowly, one by one.

A double-handed mace.

A finely Refined Small Iron Shield.

One-Handed Sword and Mace.

Iron grater shields, long double-handed swords and Hall Birds.

Lance and ZweiHander.

"Pick one"? ’

Someone is looking at me.

A dedicated stage has been set. There can be no audience.

We're trapped. The trapped beast has to stay out of trouble to survive. I don't intend to die here so easily.

Be faithful to the designer's pranks.

Hot meal.

I carefully grasp the one-handed sword. Although I used Bastard Swords predominantly in my last life, the most familiar is this type of blade.

I thought about it for a moment.

‘What else do I carry? ’

One hand is empty.

Two-handed weapons are out. There was a conflict between the shield and Mace. But a cave like this is the right shield.

You don't know what kind of trap you're setting.

You grabbed a large shield from the ground.

At that moment.

[The Almighty will be released.]

[Vision Reduction will disappear.]

At the same time as the message, Pabababak!

The word 'choose your own' made of light burst. Darkness fades. Light spreads to all sides.

And what I saw.

‘Bones.'

Bone.Bone. Bone.Bone. Bones.

There were all kinds of bones filling all around the bone.

Horse bones.

Human bones.

Orc bones.

Troll bones.

Ogre bones.

Unknown bone.

And in the pile of bones, something slowly started to form.

One, two, three.

In the pile of bones, five Orc skeletons with large hammers appear.

‘Damn it.'

A huge empty space in a cave.

In a 20-meter radius, on a stage surrounded by massive piles of bones.

The sadistic tone of someone who did not know his intentions was immense.

Dallac.

I looked down at the unspoilt skeletons everywhere.

After three, it was five, seven.

After the seven Orc Skeletons, a Troll Skeleton appeared.

He lunges at you with a giant axe.

The large shield simply split in half, throwing a knife and picking up the iron compact shield several times back.

_Rrrrrrrrrrrr!

The Troll skull howls. Two more Troll Skulls appear on either side.

‘That's fucked.'

I couldn't take three Trolls at once. Skeletons that have only bones are commonly reduced in combat strength.

But they don't fall for any magic, living trolls.

My abilities were fully restored. The opposing Pokémon is still struggling. Each one of them was very fast and strong.

A subtle white light was emerging from the bone, and the axe with it had a chilly blade.

Pirate!

The axe falls.

You pick up your shield in a hurry to prevent the skull from cracking open.

Tsk!

A powerful shock came upon you. I couldn't stand it. I lost my shield.

Degur!

The deflected shield rolls to the floor.

The axe strikes the shield, but the iron shield breaks.

Grrr!

I haven't caught any Trolls yet.

Two guys swing their axes up and down from both sides.

I am defenseless.

What if the skull cracks open? We'll see Lena again.

But I can't hope for a miracle.

Skill difference is overwhelming.

A cave that knows nothing.

Skeletal enemies continue to pour out of the pile of bones. I struggled for a moment. But extinction is imminent.

I wanted to scream.

Is this really what the viewer who kidnapped me wanted?

You've been putting up this stage?

Degur!

I rolled the floor toward the shield.

You can't die like this.

But...

There seems to be no hope.

Boom!

The fastest man ever threw away a dented steel shield. In a place like this, where nothing is known,

Do I really drink and die?